ornithology
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‘Magpiety’ by Czeslaw Milosz
The same and not quite the same, I walked through oak forests Amazed that my Muse, Mnemosyne, Has in no way diminished my amazement. A magpie was screeching and I said: Magpiety? What is magpiety? I shall never achieve A magpie heart, a hairy nostril over the beak, a flight That always renews just when…
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First Barn Owl Egg Hatch
Wikipedia Poem, No. 484 screech in green darkness and stamp my talons wet leafy flesh the master has built there will be many bones a small mouthful of mouse a fatty bite
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 343
many equal things and the kestrel today and the case no things and the side of the earth itself i am likely the earth itself i am likely the kestrel powerful and free will die its body fall-flung by the side of all it is most likely the side of the kestrel powerful and…
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